"It's really a challenge to the God of War!" A hint of surprise appeared in Nalanrel's eyes. ☆→

"He actually... my Qing'er did not choose the wrong person." Ji Nianchen's face was full of sadness and sadness when he spoke.

"Don't be deceived by him! The God of War challenge? Humph, what can a inferior lower-ranking person sacrifice to the alchemy territory? This is a sensational performance!" Fang Qiming, with a cold face, had a stubborn light of prejudice in his eyes.

...

In the game "Sword of Heroes 2 - Blade of Warring States", the glorious title of the Great Lord of War God has always been a forbidden body for professions in the mage. Players complain about this supreme battlefield title, which should be called "God of War** Master".

After all, the promotion of the legion aura, that is, the will of the God of War, not only does the lord and his direct alchemist need to kill the enemy to the greatest extent, but also needs to protect the lord himself from being hit by the enemy during this period.

Even if you can parry and block it, it is simply an impossible task to completely protect your whole body in the formation of ten thousand troops.

But among the millions of players, there are always some amazing and outstanding players who can complete tasks that people cannot do.

Qian Wuyou, who used to regard games as the Nuggets, was exactly one of them!

Once upon a time, Qian Wuyou, who was not afraid of failure, finally completed this difficult challenge after experiencing repeated deaths and repeated tragic punishments of zeroing in the Alchemy Territory.

As a warrior, he was promoted to the great lord of the God of War!

After such an honor, there is unknown sweat and the torment of the heart that is unwilling to mention to outsiders.

People in the world say that success is 99% of sweat and 1% of talent.

But Qian Wuyou knew that the last 1% was actually just a little luck, because the so-called talent was just a choice, a choice of fate.

A genius in battle formation that is unparalleled?

A natural hero with a keen sense of battlefield smell for a hundred years?

No!

In Qian Wuyou's opinion, these glorious praises are just confusing people who find the wrong direction. A song of protection against spiritual torture. As a pioneer warrior who failed first and then succeeded, Qian Wuyou knew that on the golden road to victory, there are always many golden thorns planted on the golden road to victory.

When the golden thorns fade away their spikes and bloom in full bloom, that is the hero's right path and the road to success. When the flowers are unloaded, the golden fruits that enhance their strength will be exposed in front of them. Infinite;

But if the confusion who makes a mistake in the direction and steps into the golden thorns rashly will be subject to the soul punishment of the thorns, and will fall into the hell of suffering and cannot extricate himself.

Qian Wuyou, who is familiar with the way of the battlefield, has long learned to choose a path and put the so-called talent into his arms.

The true meaning of the battlefield taught by the "Death" mentor countless times was perfectly expressed by Lord Warcraft in a flowing manner. The cleverly connected battlefield cooperation simply turned him and his alchemist into one.

On the Great Avenue of the Heavenly Dynasty in Qilin Capital, in the magical block where the Five Elements Aristocrats were proud of, Qian Wuyou, with a expressionless face, strides with great strides. The heavy swordsman protected his left and right and moved forward quickly. The sharp-blade spearmen who followed closely followed stabbed out the deadly spears.

The longbowman waiting for an opportunity and the steel priest hidden in the core of the array, under the escort of the cavalry, frequently seized the lead, attacked long-rangely, broke into the weak points of the monsters' array, and created perfect fighter jets.

Although Qian Wuyou lacked the Archangel elite who was responsible for the assault sword in this challenge, he still showed an unparalleled momentum. Five 40-person alchemy squadrons were like fast swords that cut into butter, and rushed to the altar of heaven.

"The system prompts that the will of the God of War has reached level 3!"

"War God Will 3: Legion Halo, the attributes are fully increased by 3%. Next time you are promoted, kill the enemy by 100/200. During this period, you cannot be hit by the enemy (blocking, parrying is not included), otherwise the will of the War God Will retreats to level 0 and the promotion is recalculated!"

roar!

Amid the wild shouts, the power of mountains and rivers quickly pulled up and down, and the pulsating earth was rising and falling one after another. The huge rock pillars with intertwined teeth spread a whole team of flame demon babies throughout the spot.

Jijigugu!

As the monster screamed and communicated, five fireballs broke through the air and rushed straight to Qian Wuyou's face.

But the next moment, the galloping war horses used their huge bodies to block these magic attacks for Qian Wuyou. The next moment, the holy light in the hands of the steel priest covered the injured alchemist warrior.

With perfect coordination, the horses neighed one after another, and the charging cavalry quickly passed through the queue of demon babies who were overturned by the horse. After harvesting more than a dozen monster souls, they slowly retreated to the flanks.

The three hellhounds with more than ten roaring heads broke out the flames one after another and rushed out wildly, but with the sound of banging bowstrings, they collectively collided with rows of feather arrows. Before the screams were gone, the heavy swordsman's iron sword followed one after another.

The elemental fire splashed in the wound of the flame monster ignited the heaven and earth. The huge Hellfire General smashed the flame fist down while making a hell roar. However, Qian Wuyou, who had already recovered, just took the big guy who was on the ground with a light sword, and then smashed the gun forest into slag all over the ground.

Qian Wuyou, who was striding forward in a big way, was on the battlefield and surrounded by monsters, but he looked like he was strolling in the garden and rushed towards the ruins of the Altar of Heaven in unbelievable eyes.

Ji Nianchen, who was cleaning up the mess in the Star Temple, was completely attracted by Qian Wuyou who was moving forward at full speed. She murmured to herself: "This child, this child... is he really a natural god of war?"

"Hmph, the lowly and sad mortal bloodline, the poor and poor family of the little family, this is the limit!" As Nalanrel spoke, he pointed his hand at the horizon.

Above the Altar of Heaven, in the cracked sky, where the primitive magic power and the fire of the flame demon meet, hundreds of flame horn demons appeared out of thin air, and the roaring horn demon governor released a terrifying halo of flames.

Facing the rapid rushing governor of the Horned Demon, Qian Wuyou transformed into a phantom and suddenly retreated. In an instant, the explosion of flames enveloped his alchemy queue.

Just when Nalan Lair was about to make a conclusion, Qian Wuyou, who launched the second charge, drew a sharp and unparalleled line in the void with his afterimage. At the end of the line, the giant sword that had risen with blood rage, slashed the enemy's head in one fell swoop.
Chapter completed!